Deep Forbidden Lake

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    On the lake, the deep forbidden
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 lake, the old boats go gliding by,
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    and the leaves are falling from
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 the trees and landing on the logs 
and I
    see the turtles heading for the 
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bog and falling off the log.
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    They make the water splash, and
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 feeling no backlash,
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    they climb the happy banks.

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    On the boats, the old and 
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creaky boats, the shoreline goes 
gliding by.
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    And the wind, there was a dying
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 breeze, is making the banners fly.
    See the colors, floating in the 
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sky, the pride of the captain's 
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eye,
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    as he glides his slender craft 
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inside and opens up the door.

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    On the coast, the long and 
tempting coast, the cards on the 
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table lie,
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    and a speech, so eloquent in 
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reach, was made by a passerby,
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    passing by the way between here
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 and left behind.
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    And it ripples through the 
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crowds who run and cast their doubts
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    in the deep forbidden lake.
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    Yes, it echoes through the 
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crowds who run and cast their doubts
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    in the deep forbidden lake.